please make money

Someone said that the room was lit with scented candles, brightly lit, and there was a faint sound of swinging a heavy hammer behind the screen.

When the second princess, Sirui, came out to meet the guards, she was holding a sandalwood hammer in her hand, and blood seemed to be visible on the wooden hammer.

This period of history was called "light hammer shadow" by later Siamese historians, and it is self-evident what it reflects.

The guards who witnessed the scene in person said with certainty that there were no martial arts masters that day, and no one smashed through the doors and windows with a single sword.

Not to mention that two people fought to the end of the world, even the Dao was obliterated.

What to ask - is this the right thing for you to ask - you already have the means of death!

On that day in Siam, the wind was peaceful and the houses were brightly lit, but there was no news.

……

……

"Miss, are you better?"

"much better."

When Aliya came back, Prime Minister Lei had just finished greeting an opponent, and then he seemed to be eavesdropping with his ears sideways.

Business warfare in film and television works: strategizing, collecting intelligence and various analysis, and pinpointing the opponent's pain points for a fatal blow.

Business war in reality: eavesdrop on whether they are discussing how to jointly borrow Thai baht from the private sector, who is the middleman...

Those few guys seemed to have reached some kind of cooperative relationship, and they went to the corner to discuss things with their wine glasses, and Prime Minister Lei regretted getting drunk.

Ah, what a pity, I almost heard how much money they had in their hole cards.

That is to say, eavesdropping is also part of the business war, so don't play if you are unhappy.

Turning around and seeing Alia come back, Prime Minister Lei calmed down.

"Since the health is fine, let's get to know each other with these people, they are all colleagues."

"It's all for charity?"

"Ah... ah?"

"What are they doing?"

"Banks, securities, futures—basically all in the financial industry."

"Tsk, the street lights are empty, the capital is at the banquet, and they are also my companions?"

Aliya snorted and glanced at the people in the banquet hall.

Everyone subconsciously touched their necks, not knowing why they felt chilly.

Could it be that the windows of the banquet hall are open and the wind is strong?

"I'm too lazy to get to know them, Mr. Lei, you can figure it out. I just came to meet the Siamese officials and the royal family to get acquainted."

"Speaking of which, neither the official nor the royal family showed up, which is different from the agreed time."

"It's a bit rude..." Aliya nodded in agreement.

Yes, yes, but I'm just a harmless little white flower, how do I know why they are late?

It can't be that he was directly slapped in the face by the battleship, and another tragic car accident while sailing on land, right?

"Where's Lele?"

"Looks like going to—oh, back."

An Lele came back and handed Prime Minister Lei a small notebook.

"It's quite troublesome. One of the guys speaks French and the other speaks English. It's easy to handle. The most important thing is to have a person."

"Lele, don't you speak Japanese very well?" Aliya was very surprised: "Although it is a bit plastic, you can read, write and listen."

"That guy speaks English."

"Ah this..."

"The one who speaks French is a South African, and the one who speaks English is Brother Ah San. The three of them talk to each other. I really don't understand."

But the problem is that it doesn't matter if you don't understand, he is the boss himself, no matter how heavy the accent is, others have to bear it.

Prime Minister Lei glanced at the small notebook and put it away carefully.

"One is the head of the investment bank in Europe. Brother Ah San is the manager of a hedge fund on Wall Street. As for the English-speaking book, you actually know it, miss."

"How do I know?"

"Sumitomo Bank, when you borrowed a lot of cash from the book, he was in charge. This time, it's the same job, but it's changed to Thai baht."

Oh, Alicia suddenly realized.

These guys are the group of international hot money financial speculators who frantically borrowed Thai baht from the Siamese government, and then went to the private sector to exchange it for knife music.

So if it wasn't for a little accident, the Siamese officials and the royal family should be communicating with them, and everyone will make money together and share the money, a little restraint?

Prime Minister Lei took a sip of champagne: "There are our domestic friends in the next room. I heard that Counselor Zhang from the Economic and Commercial Office is also there. Miss, you should go and see him."

Aliya nodded: "Okay, let's go there."

An Lele sniffed, and looked at Aliya's back suspiciously—why does the young miss smell like blood?

Could it be... Ah, no wonder it took me so long to go to the bathroom.

Let me just say, the young lady's gastrointestinal digestion ability, how could it be possible to spoil her stomach.

When the three of them left the banquet hall, a woman in black strode in, followed by a group of guards.

The clothes on half of the arms of the woman in black are drooping like rags, which has a sense of design, and her hairstyle is a little messy, which adds up to a sense of design.

The second princess Sirui, who followed her step by step and was even reluctant to post her, has always been known as a fashionista. Maybe this is her handwriting?

The woman in black glanced across the entire banquet hall, shook her head after a few seconds, and said a few words to the second princess beside her.

The latter nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, agreed again and again, then trotted and led the people out again.

The woman in black changed direction, took out her mobile phone and contacted an unknown force, only her voice could be heard.

"The King of Siam had an accident. He fell and may have a slight concussion..."

"Hmm... I probably know who did it for the Princess Royalist faction. I will tell her to stop. There is no need to be so devious now."

"If a person is killed, he will die. This is a fairness that no one, no matter how powerful, can escape."

"Of course not me, I was a step slower, and I didn't want to do this."

"Let them continue. After all, as long as they move, they will only run for money. We can start, but we can't control when it will end."

It seemed that some consensus had been reached with the other party, and the woman in black relaxed a little.

Finally, she changed her standing position, leaning against the railing of the balcony, looking sideways outside.

Outside the Grand Palace is the night view of the Mekong River. The river view is dotted with thousands of lights and the lights of cruise ships. The comfortable tropical climate brings gentle evening breeze.

This kind of place is indeed a good place for travel and vacation, but how many shady gaps are there behind it?

The woman in black listened to what the person on the other end of the phone said, and in the end half reminded and half warned to reply to the other side——

"I tried it. If that person wants to kill me, all he needs is a sword. I can't stop her, and no one can stop her. You'd better not try it."

Is the pinnacle of humanity scary?Scary, but not scary either.

The pinnacle of human beings is also a mortal body, and will die, but the problem is that there is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no one who can prevent a thousand days from a thief.

No matter how powerful the destructive power is, it is an external force, but the peak of human beings is the great power attributed to themselves.

Deploying troops can defend against the opponent's attack, but who is faster?

The owner of the Grand Palace nominally owns the entire Siam, with assets worth 700 billion US dollars. There are 38 private jets alone, accounting for 5% of the regional air force budget.

But within seven steps, these big propositions are all false, but the opponent's means are true.

In the wrath of the emperor, millions of dead bodies were laid down and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

Everyone's wrath, blood splattered five steps, the world is nothing...

In the past, I was a husband by myself, but I didn't expect this day to come.

The woman in black looked at her arm. When she clenched her fist, her arm was still trembling slightly.

This is the injury left by the two when they confronted before, and it can't even be explained by natural divine power.

"Born in the wrong era... If you were in ancient times, where would there be any way for those fierce generals to survive..."

She once suspected that the other party was Alia - after all, there are really not many masters who have reached this level, and it can even be said to be counted on the fingers.

In the past few decades, there have only been three Acquired Dzogchen, the pinnacle of human beings, who are recognized to be superior to the Grand Masters.

There was one less because of the plane crash before, but now there is another one, and the other party is also in Siam, it should be such a coincidence, right?

But after the real fight, she immediately overturned her previous judgment, the opponent is definitely not Alia!

The opponent should be a more terrifying existence who has experienced war and broke through the battle.

In the era of cold weapons, this kind of person is called a fierce general, an enemy of ten thousand people.

So in the era of hot weapons, what should this kind of person be called?

Of course, war is indispensable in this world. Where there is no peace, killings are happening everywhere.

A terrifying peak human being born in such an environment is really terrifying...

Aliya, there is no possibility of going through this, and she has always lived in a very peaceful country.

Another thing is that Aliya doesn't need skills-what she has is a talent that is more terrifying than skills.

Exploring the Xuanguan is supernatural and self-generated, and the acquired Dzogchen is more terrifying than the Grand Master, which can be called the limit of human beings.

They have perception, strength, speed, responsiveness, and even mental toughness that normal people cannot understand.

She was able to kick Xincai to death with one kick because Xincai was only worthy of one kick and no experience was required.

As for experience, this kind of thing has nothing to do with supernatural powers, especially the combat skills of real confrontation and the experience of confrontation honed between killing and killing.

Kung fu is a killing technique, a technique of defeating the strong with less and more with the weak. It is the summary of killing in battle and an invisible weapon that enables people to fight against the stronger.

So there is a wonderful paradox-the acquired Dzogchen who is supernatural and spontaneous, can surpass the great master who has been tempered at a young age.

What kind of skill is an airs in front of such an existence, just like the overlord of Western Chu, what kind of skill can stop it when he strikes down with a halberd?

The only thing that can't be stopped is death. Even if it is claimed that all martial arts in the world are invincible but speed can't be broken, the opponent is faster than fast.

Of course, some people will be curious, what would happen if these beings with extreme talents learn kung fu and hone their skills.

The answer is that it will become stronger and scarier, just like the masked and curtained psychotic guy before.

This gives people the feeling that the talent is higher than you, and you work harder than you, which is really desperate.

She rested for a while, readjusted her qi, blood and breathing, looked at her sleeve, and tore it off.

Now that this most direct identity has been hit, let's change to another identity.

She turned around and clapped her hands, and the two people who had been waiting early in the morning hurried over.

"Ms. Qin—"

"lady."

"Find me a light gauze shawl, and give me a list of the banquet tonight. I'm going to visit the guests."

Obviously the Grand Palace has nothing to do with her, but she gives orders like a master.

Those two people didn't think there was anything wrong. The one who called her Ms. Qin was the servant of the Grand Palace. Hearing this, they hurried to find the shawl.

The other one lowered his voice: "Counselor Zhang had an appointment before, and he said that there is something that we may need to cooperate with."

"what's up?"

"He didn't say anything specific, but it should be related to the discovery of some prohibited drugs on the shipping line. As you know, there is absolutely zero tolerance for such things in China..."

The three most stupid criminals in the world are tax evasion in North America, kidnapping hostages in Maozi territory, and selling and transporting drugs in China.

The woman in black nodded: "I see, I'll go to see him right away, and send it to me after I prepare the list."

"Yes."

"in addition--"

She wanted to ask the other party to transfer people over, but after thinking about it, with that guy's force, unless he directly used missiles to wash the ground, it would be useless to transfer people over.